Caramel creams and peaceful dreams All over my window screen I hope she’ll have the courage to bleed In front of me The creams and dreams start to seep Through the screen and into our bloodstream The tears pour from the ducts in her seams Her pain is now finally free

Over the Thames and River Nile her eyes met mine Her eyes met mine on the slipstream Her eyes met mine on the skyline Bowls of fruit and sugar cubes She kissed my hand and poured the lye Chemical burns and wasted time Chemical burns and dynamite And one more time for the men in neon green vests and signs And one more time for the perished in the Goderich Salt mine Room and pillar explosions She took the root and placed the mine 1994 collapsed one time 1994 dynamite Oh Daniel Oh Daniel This plane is going Down, down, down

I sat on a fold out rusted old stepladder in the garage While a sky-blue coronet 440 stuck out like a sore thumb All the imperfections stared at me in my own two eyes I thought about the past, sang with everything I had, and tried not to cry I was sweating out the fear I couldn’t tell the difference between sweat and tears And thank God for that The dreams of dead dogs dug into my hollow head While the torrential downpour of these odd summers soaked the eager dead I walked out slowly into the tasteless rain I wanted to feel angry, upset, numb and vain I was soaked in the flood I couldn’t tell the difference between raindrops and blood And thank Jesus Christ above for that

It’s two in the morning I wake up next to you It’s been another one of those nights Another nightmare for you Wolfmen dragging shovels across the street Eyeballs sewn into carpets at your feet And your dream of the one It just repeats and repeats and repeats And there’s one thing I can say We will be reborn in the new day There’s one thing I can say We will wake up with butterfly wings Great, good, fine, okay! We are sewn together at the hip So put your arms around me And do your best to sleep Because these warm summer nights Make us feel like shit But with our warm embrace We can finally bury it And I open my right eye But not in your view So I can stay ready for whatever may come for me and you And there’s one thing I can say I can help to drive all the monsters away One thing I can say We must stay prepared for war Great, good, fine, okay!

Wide open enclosure for the day But I just stare into you in every way Is it the heat in here or is it just in my mind? Cause I can say that I’m totally fine except for that seated rite Cause I’m catapulting into the sun and all you see is not high Is a warm bed worth all the indigo markings on my rotary phone? Cause I could have as many friends as I wanted and still feel just as alone Sitting in here still singing the same old song Never really changing who I am until something goes horribly and completely wrong

I look out my window and I see the sun passing by And the trees hum so sweetly, and I start to wonder why Your body and the moon gave up when night still was so dry And I hate when I look at the stars I can’t see your soul in the sky See your soul in the sky See your soul in the sky I look out at the people in the crowd and start to cry From the held hands and low laughter that pierce the heart inside Your lipstick on my cheek has dried and stayed for 30 months’ time The smoothness of it all makes me wonder: why did you have to die? Why did you have to die? Why did you have to die? I can see a pilgrimage to the other side It’s a damned and daunting blemish on the mark of a human mind And you partook in all of it, you bent to the hard grind And leapt into your biplane and left Amelia Earhart style Amelia Earhart style Amelia Earhart style Amelia Earhart style Amelia Earhart style

I want to feel the hate and scorn That pours through the day And through the pouring rain And when I come back from the bay The voice says: Why were you born?

Set that love aside for another time Set that love aside for another time All the pretty girls are dancing close to me I won’t hear them, I won’t see Give the love you want, think and I’ll be gone Give the love you want, think and I’ll be gone All the pretty girls are dancing close to me I won’t hear them, I won’t see

When you took me out to the races Red and blue cars and men with wrinkled faces Tires screaming out, I couldn’t take it So, I put some earplugs in, and I embraced it But others were not so lucky All their wrinkles made too much sense to me And you would not come home You were at the racetrack alone When you took me out to see the circus Men were sticking their heads into a lion’s carcass And everything moved, the elephants and the acrobats And the lions came alive for a midnight snack And others were lucky it wasn’t them A fireball on show for amusement And you would never get the guts to speak You stayed at the circus for seven weeks When you took me out to the ocean You told me there were starfish below the surface So, I put my head below the blood red water And you grabbed my neck and pushed me down a little farther Frabjous day! Callooh-callay! What a day to be betrayed! Frabjous day! Callooh-callay! What a day to waste away!

When I open my left hand, what do you see? Two golden wedding rings sewn together impossibly And I let them go, they were hot to the touch And I know how hard it was for you to believe I loved you so much But oh, here we go But oh, o’er the fields we’ll go And collapse again When I open my right hand, what do you see? It’s the Lord of the Rings trilogy on DVD Oh-oh-oh, the nights spent together are here for use to feel You better believe it honey, it’s coming, oh yeah, it’s real But oh, we both know Oh, we let the good things go And die alone When I open my heart, what do you see? Something worth loving or something you wish you could unsee? Because I’m cavernous, I am a stone With no real emotions and no place to call my home So, reach inside, feel and feel For the only one true thing I feel for you, my dear But oh, here we go But oh, through the tundra and snow And oh, here we go And oh, like flowers we’ll grow And grow and grow and grow and grow

You finally told me that you loved me It only took 11 years Maybe you told me once before But I had my hands over my ears From the arguments with the hospital staff And the fights with my dad I never want to go back to that time Those were the worst nights we ever had Hooray for you, hooray for me Hooray for me, hooray for you When you are six feet under I hope I will be under too Close the door and let’s get to bed Unless the nightmares will begin again You tell me that you’re strong And you don’t need my helping hand But when the wind blows the cradle will rock And when the bough breaks the cradle And down you will come tumbling And meet your maker once and for all Hooray for you, hooray for me Hooray for me, hooray for you When you are six feet under I hope I will be under too Now that you have your maker met And you are sleeping in the sound The house can sleep as well as you But it still feels you’re not in the ground From the pictures of you in the attic And the bills that come very day It makes me hope and pray that sooner or later That I will waste the fuck away Hooray for you, hooray for me Hooray for me, hooray for you When you are six feet under I hope I will be under too I hope I will be under too I know I will be under too

I don’t want the sun, fuck the sun Let us all forget our spines, let the darkness intertwine With withering wills and wanted time spent seeing sills all set on fire Forgetting flies all full of liars Let the lust loom lay in mine Make your mantel sweet to find Feel the feelings fall inside into a hole you’ll never mind Until the mangled corpse that rots will rip into the rightful spots That make your face all full of blots, one that the nurse never forgot She slipped you cotton gins and swigs of whiskey irish drinking jigs The jagged jewels, they all feel well until the sparks sounded the bells Of singing songs and silly spells The children plucked from weakened wells You danced along the western walls Until the sun rose for us all All basking in the morning light I turn to dust, and you’re alright You’re alright, you’re alright, you’re alright

I want to feel the pain and curse Of a ghost that prays and flies and haunts And when I come into the house with dirty feet The voice says: What do you want

For fourteen years there was a sad case called Maryanne She loved like no other, her family her fish and an evil man Maryanne lived on a shelf; Maryanne lived by herself Wanted to guard the basement from the one Wanted to build a ladder to the sun And so all she knew could make their to heaven When Maryanne was nine, her mother took her innocence at night Hot coffee to the face, scar tissue from the fight Maryanne still loved, dissociation was her son Wanted to build a life better than this Wanted to defend the flailing fists And so all she knew she could be forgiven Oh, but how the dogs fight Oh, but how the knife bites Oh, but how the throats close Oh, but how her life was better than most In the dead of winter, mother nature trying her best Right outside the house, Maryanne froze to death And now the sun repents

Dorite she said to me And I laughed like I never had Barbed wire wrapped around my hands I laughed like I never had Dorite she said to me And through the cross she punched and swam Crucify me where I stand I laughed like I never had

Having held it in my open hand How did it feel then? Now having felt it Describe the way the sun hit A tree you saw when you were ten I think of everything when I’m driving Not knowing where I’m going Hearing dogs bark in your new neighborhood I think of everything when I’m driving Not knowing where I’m going Hearing bass boom in your new neighborhood

Catherine falls into the hall Flailing fists but feels nothing at all Dreaming of ice cream floats And straight-forward doctor’s notes But all climbs the posts Jumps off and ghosts But that’s just how it goes in this animal house Catherine falls under her mother Carrying her in a drunken slumber Dreaming of open pools and forests Trojan horses with more comments But you’ll end up just like me But we’ll just have to see When I am final free from this animal house Wood burning, fire seas Why can’t you release me?

I want to feel the pain of a lie From the one who I love and is close to mine And when I get off from work at nine and buried in a bottle The voice says: When is it time?

In the dead of winter, I felt a kicking And you replacing my grey sweater In the dead of spring, I felt an anger And the danger of your pale white face In the dead of summer, I felt a healing And the beginning of a true new love

I casted you out like an unwanted phobia, and you began to walk away Imagine the complete lack of surprise in my eyes, when you began to turn back my way I could tell you were turning from the pivot in your ankle And the way your jawline turned from north to south You had such pitiful grace with the swing in your waist and the arms that stuck to the sides of your trousers The bull’s got ready for the 7th of July And you were right there with em And I guess he never learned his lesson And neither did she And I guess he never learned his lesson And neither did she It was a dull kind of approach, from the perspective of anyone but you There was a slight limp in the way you walked, and you had an air of faux confidence I could tell it wasn’t real from the red in your face And the way your teeth held down thirteen pounds The summertime dress on my body waved in the winter breeze And you were oh so jealous, well was it jealousy, maybe scorn You brought your hands up from the sides of your trousers and reached forward The geese got ready for 21st of June And you were right there with em And I guess he never earned his mission And neither did she And I guess he never earned his mission And neither did she Oh Evaline, oh Winn, oh Matthew, oh Madeline Could you lot take any surprise in how it came towards me with arms stretched out Hands flat and fingers stretched radially towards the moon and ground And when that fucker started to wrap its measly little ligaments around my neck That I took it by the arms and threw it to the ground covered in snow And repeated the same mantra to it with the arms stronger and powerful And squeezed until there was no life left in it Could blame me? Would you blame me? The wolves came out to feast tonight And you were right there with em And I guess he now sleeps with the fishes And so does she And I guess he’s sleeping with the fishes And so is she

Coffee bitter and smooth That’s just how I like it Blood flowing red and warm That’s just how you like it Coffee bitter and smooth That’s just how I like it Tears salty and cold That’s just how you like it But my dear couldn’t repair Coffee bitter and smooth That’s just how I like it Lava flowing hot and slow That’s just how you like it Coffee bitter and smooth That’s just how I like it Nightmares nightly and bold That’s just how you like it But my dear couldn’t repair

Over the moon my brain it went again And people were turning into spacemen And you wrapped your throat around my wrist And you said to me that Everything was slowly falling into place, into place And rocket ships were colliding in outer space, outer space Mole men making markers for their lover’s lace, lover’s lace And we took our Halloween masks off of our face Hold onto water as the whispers wave and fade To memorize the features of the farmer’s face Ice cubes, rocks and rivers all inside of your brain But you could still recall to me that Everything was slowly falling into place, into place Puzzle pieces, plastic rocks and painter’s paste, painter’s paste Rocket ships around the cane and have a taste, have a taste And the darkness will finally fall to waste

I want to feel the strength of the volcano The lava that ebbs and flows And when my soul soars into the sky The voice says: Where will you go?

Hello my air, goodbye Hope Goodbye also to your ambushes I say "goodbye Ghost" And watch it turn to wide air Where I shine and float Hello darkest fear, goodbye eyes-closed In the lonely, lonely, lonely night In the long shadows I fell to my knees in tears And said "Sweet Heart, hello." Hello my heart, and yes, goodbye Hope You know we will go steady Say "Goodbye" and "No" You'll find me fanning out my warm unfolding hands Blindly let me go

Today it’s going to be snowing The sun’s going to come out It’s going to melt the snow It’s going to flood the house Until the broadcast comes Until the broadcast comes

The strong maple tree has sap-a-plenty And is keeping its shape more than ever before And only in me can I try to achieve such strength and belief And through the pain I’ll find the last maple leaf Little deer fawning Friendships talking Young’uns yawning Mildew crawling New day dawning today

Open up the door to the cabin And open up the gate to the yard Let’s walk out into the wintery face And make snow angels all over the place They have no legs just like we do And they have no brains, at least we don’t think they do And they have no hearts, and you start To realize it’s a mirror, oh yeah, it’s true We can feel the heat from our bodies Keep up with the fireplace that’s barely burning You look at me and say the words: “I think it’s time we embrace the freezing” So, one by one, the angels come down From heaven and lay into the snow Could this be a sign straight from God? That things will get better, we don’t know We have been so calm in this season But to each other we’ve been a cataclysm The will to never give up is present But in the snow-blind wind we haven’t Cleaned the windows, the floorboards or the Rust filled stove grates and the dirty kettles Just sitting on the porch gazing at snow angels And like our love, we watch them fade away

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(Snow Owl) You came down from heaven to the branch outside my window Your feathers were the color of snow The dice were loaded against us ever seeing each other But one of us had nowhere else to go In your eyes were all the colors that the rainbow forgot Your wingspan was three feet wide or better With your voice practicing notes from times own beginning You took apart the alphabet letter by letter And here where it all stops for good Where the cool waters run Thought I saw a mouse kicking in your beak It was only a skeleton (Tollund Man) I was sitting at the edge of the marsh When the council came to bring me the news They handed me a bowl of cooked wild grasses And they gave me the ceremonial shoes Goodbye young Danish women Goodbye Danish sky Goodbye cold air, I am going away Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Board games you made me play I didn't want to engage And in a heartbeat You'd do it again So, when the darkness fades And I come to your grave I know you'll look straight through me

In cold days she was a slave To her own mental state And in attempts to save The doctor came to say They told her she was made of gold But she would never know true love Because her heart Is a volcano It was a pile of doctor’s notes Strangling her right at the throat For prescriptions and pills That made her limbs go numb Her eyes and ears go deaf and dumb Her organs, they called it done But right at the end of her scar She saw the bright yellow sun So let us prepare the great parade For the day you twist and change For the better in ways I would always pray So let all them bastards know You will never let go Of your own will and hope Let them feel your tsunami flow

I want to feel the cold under my feet I want to feel the peace that comes with sleep And when my soul expands in front of the row The voice says: Where are you now?

Oh, what a time to find that you can be born with eerie eyes How pretty the sky when it fades from black to cerulean white How graceful the birds outside when I see them trying to fly I want to be one of them through a window made of ice Only if the sun lasts all night Oh, what a wistful wonder we all call the tombs and the street signs These noises that fill the air and the creatures that scream inside Rabbits race into the bushes at the very sight I don’t want to be one of them, but I think will in time Oh, please, sun last all night For right and for wrong Wrong is real Right cannot feel And then the fog lifts Father’s upset The sun sets Mother forgets I awaken And the sun passes away

I can feel the wind blowing through my hair and across my chest And there’s a candle where my heart should be And oh buddy you took the rest The candle is burning quick, it’s turning to stone And when there’s nothing left of me to salvage Where will the blame get thrown? I will sing songs of rejuvenation on top of your grave We will learn to behave I can see the signal fire coming from the baseball park It was there where you tore my soul completely apart The fire’s burning tall and bright like a pillar of strength I think I’ll give you one more chance But that can’t be today I will songs of sorrow on top of your grave I will not remember your name I can feel hands around my legs every single day Could I forgive you, well, I couldn’t say Seven TVs, beer can collection and Yankees merchandise Every time I’m touched, I see your eyes I will sing songs of regret on top of your grave It was you who I couldn’t save

Hold your legs with your head between your knees And sigh a sigh that no one could believe Wake up and stand at attention to see The firewood has run out, and there’s no more soap for we So, we’ll take our brains out and wear them on our sleeves To realize that we are one in the same at least And in the wake of our sinister speak Is a vial and perverted suburban dream In the dream I’m falling fast, and nighttime comes to Bourbon Street But you break to my bedside and soon I see The boxed red wine, plasma screens, porch beer, lawns, new blue jeans And the hands of the one I love envelope me I cry to my darling, look in her eyes and tell her that I want to die But she says there’s no time, we have sitcoms to watch, you and I In the dream my eyes are wide, and the shows they flash like the rising tide But you break to my mind as I begin to lie To myself and the ones I love, haven’t mown the lawn in twenty months The rafters and the foundation are falling apart back to front We tape my brain with twigs and glue, with the TV dinners in plain view And the smell of burnt chicken makes me break apart even more from you In the dream it’s burning dark, and the one I love has torn apart From the way my words rip through the walls and her bleeding heart The pets are dead, and the wires shot, the mortgage bills have gone too far And the hands of the one I love in the thumbtack jar Posting therapy dates on the cork board trying your best to stop fleeing But I deteriorate so much until you start singing Na na na na And in the cabin, we leave each other alone But if we venture out into the blistering snow Tell me is there anywhere we could really go?

Darling, come to the kitchen and let me make you some eggs on toast And hope to God that you won’t lunge straight for my throat Because these you seem to be living as an unpredictable ghost Torturing me when you please and then disappearing when I need you the most Sweetheart, come to the garden and let’s tend to the dying roses And then try to keep at bay the burning of the northern forest Because the ash and colly keeps us from making any soft eye contact But then you bark, and the trees and leaves all decide to pass And now your casual embrace is dead And all we can feel is blistering red For the things we threw at each other’s head And the words we can never take back again Honey, come to bed and rest down your weary and unwired head To ignore me and pretend you are the sleeping dead This bed of nails breaks through our temple and into the brainstem To let the evil seep out and cover the bedspread in every shade of red And now the song is dead Our love has now been put to bed And it will never wake up again Until I think of you, my friend In the back garden, picking flowers that are dead Dirt covered feet under the covers of my bed I will never clean them again Until I can find a new one, my friend Six feet under the papers are dead The wedding song has created a bed Of things where no can sleep again Until the moon rises again, my friend But when the drums, church hymns and horse Break into the noise and splits the course I will never find the blood to bleed to worse And our love leaks life from its primary source Oh, dear God, here comes the divorce! When the conflict is done And travesty has won I will not run I will not run I will never run